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Wednesday, May 9, 2012

That's How We Roll

Moe, Reaz, myself and Faheem

You know you've had an interesting and eventful week when you finally
settle down to write a blog piece and smell the burnt rubber on your
soles and notice the smoke emanating from the rear of your pants.

Between working on a new business venture which has me more excited than
Oprah at an all-you-can-eat buffet, and my home renovations, I've had
more highlights than Snooki from JerseyShore (don't ask).
For those that follow me on Twitter (@kaloo5) or are friends of mine on Facebook, you may have seen the pics from our recent family photo shoot. Tons of fun.

My ankle is still in the healing phase which means a drastic reduction
in physical activity has resulted in an equally drastic increase in
girth. On the plus side, my dream of emulating Marlon Brando in The
Godfather is now within reach. Or maybe the Oros man. Either or.

I'm tempted to write another politically motivated piece, what with all
the recent shenanigans our elected officials have been up to, and two
retarded models having put the icing on the cake this week.... but I
figured I need to ease myself back into my blog.

Did I mention the new business venture?
If there were smiley faces on this blog, right here --------> (___) is where I'd put a big fat smile.
All will be revealed soon, suffice to say that it's been a long time
coming and I think the time is right. Sometimes you need to be in the
right place, sometimes it needs to be the right time, and sometimes you
need the right partner to pursue the dream.
This is the right time in the right place with the right partner.

The Siblings : Myself, Shamima, Aadilah, Faheem

Princess Sabreen & cousin Sameeha

In other news, Princess Sabreen is doing splendidly.
She turns 6 this year, with an attitude that turns 26 before that. Next
year she starts at primary school. I'll be sending out apology letters
to her classmates parents in advance, and maybe keep a few on standby
for use throughout the year.